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Remembering the last ten years and thinking of the next ten years to come, in this regard what comments I might make now and hence should keep in mind the following. I am over the 60 mark and possibly past any sensible political 'sell by date', bordering on dementia and starting to leave notes around my flat. I have to carry a map around to find my way home even, and on top of it all my 'switch checking' OCD is getting worse, now takes me three checks to get out of the house. .
Although I am not continuously washing my hands, that Hungarian suicide song 'Gloomy Sunday' is starting to sound appealing. So I guess I am a bigger threat to myself than any State or establishment, however if that gives the impression I am up for something dramatic as a 'Kamikaze' outing, forget it! as even at this 'Grey Beard' age, I am enjoying life not least still throwing ideas up in the air and insults far and wide. My blogs keep me occupied, and other wise ways of winding up the shite that's risen to the surface since devolution are most satifactory to stave of any 'Devolution Decay'.
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Ten years later and what have we got? no more than a 'Coalition Conspiracy' to keep failed poilticians in power, is that not the greater truth? I have heard that already that the 'shites' are starting to crow about the 10th anniversary of the 6 May 1999 first Assembly Elections, that's my Dad's birthday may he 'Rest In Peace'. As a life long Labour man my Dad, apart from a short youthful flirtation with the Communist Party was what one would call a 'Sports Welshman', other than Rugby is other main sporting interest in Wales was Boxing. He would however, get very sentimental over such songs as 'We will keep a welcome in the hillsides'. He did however, vote yes in the referendum of 18 September 1997, that being a possibly more auspices historical anniversary. It was of course on that day, in Mis Medi 1400 that Owain Glyndwr made his attack on Ruthun and so began the long last liberation struggle 1400 - 1421. .
How I got to be a radical nationalist with roots in rebellious Socialist Gilfach Goch and Merthyr Tudful, was a mystery to my father, but not so much to me. After all the same shift in loyalties came to many who had become what is now called a 'Victim of the Sixties', and there you have it, or maybe not? The point is, looking back at days when some of us really attempted to 'Seize the Time', I mean radically and militantly so! was it all worth it? I think the jury is still out on that one, but as the song goes No Regrets! The regrets should be with those who did not have the guts, courage, conviction and commitment to also really attempt to 'Seize the Time'.
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As if more 'Welsh Nats' had done that in the ''Sixties'' we might now be celebrating something really worth while, as an Independent Wales perhaps?. But no! what we got is Devolution. That dear friends at end of day is no more than a political expediency where a clique of colonial natives are allowed 'Client Tribe' status so that they may all the more efficiently run 'Wales Colony' for their English Imperial Masters. Celebrate? what celebrate another 'Saxon Swindle', a confidence trick to sustain neo colonialism, for that's the position we are in. Lets face it folks, the history of politics since the ''sixties'' has been in reality the struggle of an upwardly mobile rural/agrarian new 'Cymraeg Crachach Newydd' attempting to win power from an old down wardly mobile urban/industrial 'Taffia Establishment' with it's roots in Labour and a verity of petty establishments and their committees, within the educational system and Police force free masonry, all of whom find mutual comfort in the WRU sporting establishment. .
The irony is, that in the end both the the 'Old Taffia' and 'Crachach Newydd' have met up in the middle via the Welsh Assembly and Welsh Media, not least that BBC WALES/S4C establishment. Somewhere in all this there is a 'Brawdwriaeth', in a non racist way akin to the 'Afrikaner Broederbond' of old White Nationalist South Africa. I have my own ideas as to where you might find the roots of such a 'Brawdwriaeth' and it's not a million miles away from the ideas of Iolo Morgannwg to establish a Gorsedd of Druids, first on Primrose Hill in London and then on Stalling Down near Gowbridge. However, Iolo sought to establish a Gorsedd, as an 'Invisible Goverment', republican in it's politics and radically pagan spiritually. Unfortunately once he had returned to Wales. Iolo's Politically & Pagan Gorsedd ideas were hi jacked for something else completely, and went down, or up the road to represent in first place growing Welsh Non - Conformist Liberal Capitalism and eventually the Cultural Nationalism we are familiar with today. .
Whatever, like I said the 'Shite' has risen to the surface! and there is no opposition to this, largely due to fact too many are willing to listen to the ''Nashy Nonsense'' that comes out of that thing calling itself PLAID? Though sadly what's left of radical militant alternative nationalism is nought but the swill of 'Retro Romantic Republicanism' at the bottom of a rather buckled and bent bucket that goes by different names from time to time, as 'Bucket Cyfamodwyr', 'Bucket Balchderiaid' or 'Bucket Cambrianista'. Compared to the Adfywiad Gwladgarol 1963 - 1969 and Anti - Investiture Adfywiadwyr of 1969 it is all pretty pathetic to say the least.
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Yours, 'Old Greybeard', Adfywiadwr Gethin the Heretic.
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Maybe yet! the last man standing?
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PS: Although, I am rather hoping that a few will get off the fence pretty soon, see next and other postings to this blog. Also see The Welsh Patriot blog, AWNM&S Hist Archive and Pwca Power where the fun really begins?
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Re foto at top of post, I am wearing an FWA Uniform this year, here and there, from time to time in tribute to my comrades of the 'Swansea Nine' in the PF/FWA 1969 trial, set up to undermine and thwart he radical Anti - Investiture Campaign.
